Chapter 1373: Fragments of Cause and Effect

"I’ll go with Old Wang," the Law Form Elder said as he stood up, ready to break the void toward that direction.

"No need to move, esteemed elders; just stay here and guard."

"I have an idea that needs verification," Xu Fan said, waving his hand to stop the Law Form Elder.

"Be careful, Xu the Divine Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Fan used the Time Stream Scepter to teleport near the group of chaotic giant beasts.

Several massive chaotic grand formations surrounded all the chaotic giant beasts.

A piece of chaotic truth was injected into Number Four’s body.

In an instant, Number Four advanced to the chaotic saint realm.

The 108-layer chaotic grand formation tightly wrapped around this chaotic area, like a furnace.

Then, an unusual wave emanated from the grand formation, and all the chaotic giant beasts began to howl.

Above the grand formation, the faint image of the chaotic River of Time appeared.

Xu Fan stood nearby, observing this chaotic River of Time.

"Yes, this is the pattern!" Xu Fan’s eyes sparkled with endless brilliance, and a mysterious aura emanated from him.

As the chaotic River of Time became more solid, the aura around Xu Fan grew stronger.

Three hours passed, and the chaotic River of Time vanished.

Xu Fan stood in the chaotic land, feeling somewhat unsatisfied.

It was like a novel reaching the most exciting part and then stopping abruptly.

"Three hours, one piece of chaotic truth, plus six chaotic giant beasts; that took quite a toll!"

"But high consumption also brings high rewards."

Saying this, Xu Fan returned to the spatial point and shifted his consciousness back to his main body.

In the spirit space, Xu Fan looked at the system runic sphere again, feeling a different sensation.

Feeling the patterns of the runic chains operating above, Xu Fan couldn’t help but say, "If I had realized this earlier, I might have cracked this broken system long ago."

With that, he gently placed a hand on the system runic sphere.

At last, the entire system runic sphere began to operate rapidly according to specific patterns, and its speed increased.

It resembled a clock in an accelerating world.

This process continued for three hours, during which the system runic sphere regressed by 100,000 years.

"I still need to observe the chaotic River of Time and grasp its patterns," Xu Fan said, looking at the now unfamiliar operating patterns of the system runic sphere.

Having found a way to speed up the system’s cracking process, Xu Fan felt very pleased.

Lying in the courtyard on a lounge chair, he swayed back and forth, humming a little tune.

"Today I’m in a good mood."

As he said this, he conjured a massive culinary river that appeared above the Hidden Spirit Sect.

"My husband, what’s the occasion that has you so cheerful today?" Zhang Weiyun asked with a smile as she emerged from the cultivation room.

"I just overcame a minor bottleneck," Xu Fan replied, smiling.

At that moment, dozens of dishes descended from a feast in the sky.

"Weiyun, I’m in high spirits today. How about we turn into mortals and get drunk together?"

A chaotic world unfolded, enveloping the entire courtyard.

Xu Fan and Zhang Weiyun transformed into ordinary humans.

"Alright, I’ll join my husband for a drink," Zhang Weiyun said, picking up a wine jar and starting to pour.

As they were enjoying their intimate moment, Number One Avatar suddenly pulled Xu Fan’s consciousness into the spirit space.

"What’s the matter?"

Xu Fan knew that Number One had drawn him into the spirit space for something crucial.

"Did the Three Thousand Realms ever provoke a chaotic Great God or Demon?" Number One Avatar quickly inquired.

"Yes, but I’ve erased the cause and effect," Xu Fan stated.

"That’s not the case. That chaotic Great God or Demon is actually my major backer. When I visited him, I saw him analyzing your fragments of cause and effect."

"You have at most 100,000 years. Move quickly; otherwise, if those fragments are deciphered, we’re all doomed," Number One Avatar warned.

"That’s manageable. Once the Three Thousand Realms is outside the God Demon Empire, it’ll be fine."

"If necessary, I’ll reveal my future identity as a primordial artifact master," Xu Fan said calmly.

"Uh, my major backer is a top-tier figure, second only to the leader. His presence alone is terrifying."

"You’d better not take that final step; the cost could be more than you anticipate," Number One Avatar said seriously.

"Alright, I understand," Xu Fan nodded.

As Number One Avatar vanished, Xu Fan continued his mortal experience with Zhang Weiyun.

Three days later, outside the Three Thousand Realms, Xu Fan handed five pieces of chaotic truth to Number Five Avatar.

Using the five pieces of chaotic truth, Number Five Avatar summoned thousands of temporary formations masters through the alienation technique.

Instantly, the project’s progress surged.

In less than 90,000 years, the teleportation formation for the entire Three Thousand Realms was completed.

Three human race elders, Xu Fan, the Yuan Lord, and the young protagonist Saint Wanchuan stood outside the teleportation formation.

"Absorbing energy from the Holy Sun Star will take another ten years; then we can activate the entire teleportation formation," Xu Fan said, marveling at the largest teleportation formation he had ever constructed.

"This formation is finally ready; the resources from the surrounding six large worlds are nearly depleted."

"If we continue like this, we’ll quickly become public enemies among the human race in this area," the Yuan Lord remarked.

Saint Wanchuan looked at the grand formation in shock and suddenly felt very small inside.

Moreover, it gave him a deeper realization that his perspective was limited.

While he was planning to establish the Human Race Sacred Court, on the other side, preparations were already in place to transfer the entire human race in an impossible manner to the resource-rich Chaotic Mist Area.

"We have ten years left; let’s find a good place to spar," the Lord of the Demon Domain said to Saint Wanchuan.

"If I were you, I’d play it safe to avoid being humiliated when I eventually suppress you," Saint Wanchuan replied calmly.

A Giant Sword quietly appeared beside Saint Wanchuan.

"In 300,000 years, I won’t even need this sword to suppress you," Saint Wanchuan declared proudly.

Xu Fan and the Yuan Lord remained silent, watching the unfolding drama.

Ever since Saint Wanchuan withdrew from the Demon Domain, the Lord of the Demon Domain had been both cultivating and commanding the Demon Domain to fight against Saint Wanchuan’s alliance.

The two factions had developed a blood feud over the years.

But to Xu Fan and the Yuan Lord, this was merely a minor skirmish; as long as it didn’t affect the overall situation of the human race, they didn’t care how it turned out.

"300,000 years, we’ll see how far you can go."

"A person with a destined fate relying on the entire large world can at most barely advance to the chaotic saint realm," the Lord of the Demon Domain taunted.

"Just like you didn’t receive the protection of the Three Thousand Realms, you really forget your roots," Saint Wanchuan began to mock back.

A star gate appeared not far from the two.

"Yelling without a fight isn’t fun; let’s go elsewhere and have a real battle, shouting as we go," the Yuan Lord provoked.

The two exchanged glances and stepped through the star gate.